Chapter 297

After eating, Zhang Xiaoqiang will never spit out again. These people have been divided by Zhang Xiaoqiang into a long lost combat logistics team. All the original combat logistics teams have become construction workers. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not intend to let these people into the base for the time being. The reason is very difficult to be simple. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not short of people now. What project can't be done by the engineering team of nearly 1000 people?

It turned out that Zhang Xiaoqiang had planned to empty all the two mountains, but now he decided to put them down for a while and have a look first. If he could get the ship and crew on this wh trip, he would take people to sea by boat. If he couldn't get them, he would think of other places. Today, Zhang Xiaoqiang and more than 400 people came to recover the missile base, and he had no plan to leave a way out.

"How far is it from your home? When will it arrive tomorrow morning at seven?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked the young worker behind him that the young man had washed himself clean today. Although he had some moustaches on his lips, he could still see the tenderness of his face.

Looking at the direction of his hometown, the young man's face was full of complexity. When he heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's question, he came back to himself and bowed his head to say:

"It's almost nine o'clock tomorrow morning. The key is that the road from J city to us is not good. If we follow the road built by the army, we'll be there long ago."

"The road built by the army?" Zhang Xiaoqiang has some doubts. Not all roads are under repair by the Highway Bureau. How can the army also repair roads?

"Yes, it has been repaired for many years. That road is generally not allowed to pass by heavy vehicles. It is said to be a special road. That road does not connect to the national road. Outsiders generally do not know. At some intersections, many local people make money by giving directions to foreign drivers, but large trucks do not dare to take them. Soldiers check the road."

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't speak any more. He doesn't know anything about these things. Besides, he used to be a blind soldier. Now he can only cross the river by feeling the stones. The people below are already preparing dinner, while Yuan Yi is doing the dinner for Zhang Xiaoqiang. Yuan Yi was learning how to cook when he was injured, and now he has left the army.

Sanzi and some people are holding the barbed wire fence outside. The barbed wire is connected with a sharp steel bar which is only inserted on the ground, and a metal bell is hung on the wire. This is the alarm device at night. As long as something touches the wire, the bell above will ring. When the bell rings, the truck with the front facing outside will light up its headlights.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walks to the tent on the earth bag, and sees Yang Ke'er sitting in a daze in front of the open. Today, Yang Ke'er is less free and easy than before, and more quiet. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know what Yang Ke'er has on his mind, so he can't help walking to her and looking at her. Yang Ke'er has no idea of Zhang Xiaoqiang standing beside him, but just looks down at the stone at his feet.

"Little girl, what's the matter?" Zhang Xiaoqiang finally can't help asking.

"Today is the fourteenth of July." Yang Ke'er looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said wrongly.

"Yes? Is this a special day? " Zhang Xiaoqiang can't figure out what Yang Ke'er is referring to?

"I'm 15 years old today. At this time of the year, my father cooks for me and my mother prepares a gift for me, but now I have nothing, whimper..."

With that, Yang Ke'er began to cry at the thought of sad things, Looking at the pitiful Yang Ke'er, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart began to ache. The little girl followed him through the most difficult days without any regrets. He was like a hamster in the winter storing materials and facing D2 together. Scenes of the past flashed through Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind like pictures.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly feels a little sorry for Yang Ke'er. Some time ago, for the sake of the base event, Yang Ke'er basically forgot her. Yang Ke'er is also very clever. He doesn't bother Zhang Xiaoqiang when he has nothing to do. He just plays with the little girl.

Thinking of Yang Ke'er's good, Zhang Xiaoqiang is a little worried. He doesn't know how to make it. Even if he wants to cook for Yang Ke'er, he doesn't have any raw materials? All of a sudden, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of what he had brought from Wang Le.

A pair of swarthy leather gloves appear in front of Yang Ke'er's eyes. Yang Ke'er looks at the things in front of her eyes in surprise and takes them from Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands. The hands are loose when Yang Ke'er is injured, but she feels just right when she puts the buttons made of a few crystal small bones on the gloves in the buttonholes of the gloves.

It's ten minutes into summer now, and the air is always filled with dry heat, but Yang Ke'er's hands with epithelial gloves can't feel a trace of heat. On the contrary, there is a feeling of ice. With the coolness coming from the gloves, Yang Ke'er feels that the summer heat on her body has disappeared, and her pores are not uncomfortable.

Seeing Yang Ke'er looking at his hands in surprise, Zhang Xiaoqiang explained: "this is made of the rat King's skin. It's hard to make the rat King's skin. This pair of gloves is made of the two forelimbs of the rat King's skin, and the remaining two hind legs are not suitable for gloves. Wang Le is going to make shoes."

Yang Ke'er looks up at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Although it's getting dark, the expression on Yang Ke'er's face is not very clear, but the glittering of those big eyes makes Zhang Xiaoqiang look carefully."That is to say, this pair of gloves is unique? Ha ha, I'm the only one with Yuan Yi, but none of them? "

Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless when she heard Yang Ke'er say that. Women would not miss any chance to be jealous, especially Yang Ke'er. She didn't care about the value of these gloves, but she was thinking about whether Yuan Yi had them.

"Well, let me talk about the characteristics of this pair of gloves. The greatest advantage of these gloves is that they are not afraid of fire and water, swords and bullets. In addition, if they encounter hot air, they will get cold. Conversely, if they encounter cold air, they will get hot."

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't go on because Yang Ke'er didn't listen to him at all, Just repeatedly looked at the gloves on his hands, and his mouth was laughing from time to time, just like a little fox who had just stolen a chicken.

Coincidentally, Yuan Yi lifted the tent and called them to eat. Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ke'er got up and walked into the tent. There was a simple folding square table in the middle of the tent, and four folding stools under the table. The dishes on the table were four dishes and one soup. There were two pots of green vegetables and a plate of preserved meat. Looking at the green vegetables, Zhang Xiaoqiang had some feelings.

Fat Chef has been depressed since he came to the end of his life. The raw materials are less and less. Even the chef can't make new patterns with the simplest food. Later, when he got the vegetable seeds, he became a bit obsessed. Except for the food supply in the base, he put all his efforts on the vegetable shed, Now we can't guarantee the daily supply of thousands of people in the base, but we can let them eat fresh vegetables once every ten days and a half months.

Fat cook's efforts have been fruitful. At least Zhang Xiaoqiang has never broken vegetables. He has started to ask people to clean up some open spaces around the base and prepare to expand the cultivation of vegetables. What's funny is that fat cook starts to pay attention to big rats again. Every day when he's free, he will go to see the fatter one in the rat's cave